James burst into the room. His face contorted with rage. His eyes darted to

Reese, a wave of relief washing over him as he confirmed her safety and a silent exhale escaped his lips.

A group of individuals trailed behind him.

Magnus, startled by the abrupt entrance, began, "Mr. King, what is the "

His words were cut short as James swiftly closed the distance between them, snatching a wine bottle and shattering it against Magnus's head in one fluid motion.

Crimson liquid traced a path down Magnus's forehead as James delivered a powerful kick, sending him sprawling to the floor.

Magnus attempted to regain his footing, but James wasn't giving him any chance. Holding another bottle, James swung it with force, relentlessly attacking Magnus. Caught off guard and overwhelmed by James's unbridled ferocity, Magnus found himself on the receiving end of an unforgiving beating.

With the finality of a storm passing, James hurled the empty bottle at Magnus, his voice a chilling edge in the air. "If you're so eager to meet your end, rise and face me. If I spare you today, my name isn't King."

The room fell into a stunned silence, the onlookers paralyzed by a mix of shock and fear.

As the others watched, frozen in place, James pivoted on his heel, his attention now centered on Reese. He forcefully kicked and punched his way through the group surrounding her.

reminder of the lengths he went to protect her. At that moment, her gaze met

picked herself up from the floor, her attire askew and her breathing ragged. Struggling to steady her breath, Reese found her voice,

possessed you, a young woman, to come to a place

tone wasn't lost on Reese. He had always addressed her with either playful banter or friendly camaraderie, often affectionately referring to her as "Little Sister

and

stern expression didn't

didn't want the company to be

his exterior. This was the first time James had seen Reese in such a dire situation. Despite the trouble he had caused her, it was insignificant compared to

face. "Since he seems to enjoy stripping people, let's return the favor. Let him dangle from the

hesitation, one of James's aides immediately moved to grab Magnus, dragging him away and heading

fury, Magnus struggled against James's bodyguards' grip. Fuming with anger, he issued a weak threat, "James,

so much as lay a finger on anyone under my protection, I won't

Magnus was forcibly dragged away, leaving the room in an eerie silence, the fear

features softened slightly, the fire in his eyes tempered by a more composed demeanor. "Let's go,

of emotions within her and obediently followed his

her first encounter with James, where he pressured her to drink. He had reported the situation in their group chat, which spurred James into action, propelling

He escorted her to her car, his

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